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Mistress of the Vatican
The pope had, by this point, given up on the idea of bringing in a
family member to assist him. The only man who had ever helped him
run the Vatican had been Cardinal Panciroli, who had not been related
in any way, shape, or form. The successful candidate for secretary of
state should be an older man with extensive international diplomatic
and legal experience.
Cardinal Astalli-Pamphili was frightened as to who might be chosen
as his new boss. A truly brilliant man would recognize his defects and
point them out to the pope. A mediocre man would be better for him,
or at least someone he could call a friend and who would cover for him.
He proposed his cousin, Francesco Gaetani, and received a crisp papal
refusal. He next suggested the clever young cleric Decio Azzolini, his
friend, but he was equally inexperienced.
The subdatary, Francesco Mascambruno, who continued to be in the
pope’s favor, pushed himself forward for the job. But Innocent knew
that despite his legal knowledge Mascambruno had no diplomatic experience.
Besides, the pope had a surprise in store for Mascambruno. He
would make him a cardinal in the next creation. Unaware of the forthcoming
honor, Mascambruno was deeply stung by Innocent’s refusal to
make him secretary of state. After everything he had done for Innocent
and his family, the subdatary felt cheated.
Cardinal Bernardino Spada suggested that Innocent consider Monsignor
Fabio Chigi, apostolic nuncio to Münster, Germany. This suggestion
received the pope’s immediate consent. Though Innocent had never
met Chigi, he had received his weekly dispatches since 1644 and had
them copied in larger handwriting so that he could read them personally.
“This is a man of purpose!” the pope said to Cardinal Panciroli
after reading his correspondence, and told everyone that there had never
been a better nuncio than Fabio Chigi. 9 Though the Thirty Year’s War
had ended in 1648, Chigi remained in Germany to hammer out secondary
treaties with the still-squabbling parties.
Fabio Chigi was, indeed, the perfect man for the job. He had spent
twelve years in the highly charged, vitriolic German peace negotiations
putting up with all kinds of egotistical foolishness. The Swedish envoy
rose, went to bed, and ate to the sounds of blaring trumpets, disturbing
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